“They’re so cute when they’re asleep.”
“I can’t believe we’re going to do this.”
“Believe it, baby girl.”
“You’ve done this before and have never gotten in trouble?”
“Trouble’s my middle name, baybay.”
“Oh my God,” Ingrid giggled, covering her mouth so she didn’t make too much noise. “You’re such a bad influence.”
Adam couldn’t help but smile as he looked back at Ingrid. “Do you have the camera ready?” he asked.
“Good. Make sure to catch everything.”
As soon as Adam put the key into the lock of the Young Bucks’ motel room, Ingrid started the video. He turned it slowly, unlocking the door gently so it didn’t make a loud sound. He looked into the camera with a devilish look on his face. “This is Adam Cole baybay, and we’re gonna wake up the Young Bucks the only way I know how.”
After opening the door, Adam and Ingrid tiptoed into the room slowly, only to find the Bucks still sound asleep in their beds. Nick was lying on his stomach, sprawled out on the bed, while Matt was curled up on his side, almost in the fetal position. Adam had a giant shit-eating grin on his face. Ingrid knew he was up to no good. “They’re so cute when they’re asleep,” Adam whispered to the camera. “They sleep through everything. But they won’t sleep through Adam Cole.”
He made his way around the bed slowly, lifting the covers and getting into bed right beside Matt. Matt didn’t even flinch, even when the mattress dipped slightly from the weight of Adam’s body. Adam moved closer and closer until he was right up behind Matt.
Ingrid was shaking her head behind the camera. Adam still had a giant grin on his face. Adam brought his hand up, gripping Matt’s chest, while he whispered in his ear, “Get up, baybay.”
Matt woke up slowly. He brought his hand up to feel the hand on his chest – probably thinking it was his wife – but was sorely disappointed when the hand was rough. Furrowing his brows (and still probably half asleep), he cocked his head to look at the body beside him, only to see Adam’s shit-eating grin. Matt yelped loudly and practically jolted off the bed. Adam began to laugh hysterically. Ingrid continued to film Matt, who was now on the floor trying to come to his senses, while Nick woke up at the sound, looking over to see everything unfold.
“You motherfucker,” Matt quipped, a grin beginning to appear on his face despite the shock. “What the hell is wrong with you?”
“You guys missed my wake-up call,” Adam said simply, as if that justified breaking into their room and scaring one of them half to death.
“Well of course it would be you two,” Nick said, wiping some hair out of his face. “The gruesome twosome.”
“Hey! This was all his idea,” Ingrid defended herself. “And we’re not a twosome.”
“That’s what you think,” Nick said, collapsing back onto the bed, “but that’ll change soon.”